He would play sick man to the limit, and then some night he would take advantage of the open window! The thought thrilled him as no other thing in the world had ever thrilled him before.

For the first time he sensed the vast difference between the hunter and the hunted, between the man who played the game of life and death alone and the one who played it with the Law and all its might behind him.

To hunt was thrilling.

To be hunted was more thrilling.

Every nerve in his body tingled.